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Her face flushed slightly. I liked embarrassing her. When her cheeks were red it reminded me of how she looked after she came. I shifted in my seat. Screw chivalry. I was taking her back to my apartment tonight.

“Then tell me about yourself,” she said. “Tell me what I’m missing.”

“What do you want to know?”

“Where did you go to school?”

“Harvard.”

“Harvard?”

“That’s what I said, baby.”

She frowned. “So if you didn’t work as a secretary at Blue Media, how’d you get a job there?”

“I have my own connections. I don’t need my father’s. And I’m very good at networking. I can be incredibly persuasive.”

“I know.”

I smiled at her. She barely even seemed upset that I had introduced her fiancé to a bunch of sluts. I bet she was thinking about my cock right now. She wanted this just as badly as me. If I had to answer a few stupid questions first, then fine. Game on.

Our waiter came over and poured us each a glass of wine.

“To an adventurous evening,” I said and lifted up my glass.

She raised her glass. “I guess we’ll see.” She clinked it against mine.

That’s a yes.

“So how did you pay for Harvard? That’s a very prestigious school.”

“You mean expensive?”

“Well, yes.” She put her elbows on the table and leaned forward slightly.

“My parents paid for it.”

“You’re very fortunate. I went to the University of New Castle, with instate tuition, and I’m still paying off student loans. I probably will be forever.”

“The University of New Castle? One of my friends used to work there.”

“Really? What did he do?”

“He was a professor. He didn’t teach there for very long though.”

“What was his name? Maybe I had him.”

“James Hunter.”

“Oh, Professor Hunter?”

“So you did have him?”

“No, I never had a class with him. I definitely heard about him, though. Didn’t he get fired for sleeping with a student?”

“Yeah, her name’s Penny. And James didn’t technically get fired, he resigned. They’re actually living in the city now.”

“That’s really sweet.”

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